Luyện nghe bài hát oh No

[O.G. Ron C -
Uh,

[Chorus -
(So throwed)
I swared we don' told y'all before
You must be if you think we ain't gettin' no
With the remote screens fallin' trunk
Step up in the club down but stay flowed
From that North to the South
Ron C it up, make it slow

-Check,
The gets..bled red like a leg in a ant bed
My twanks make a crippled girl turn her head
Hakim' cause a scene I drop my screens
Got green then mean green sippin' a green cup of lean
in a green limousine, I myself
Might spit game to a nun just to test
pour up a fo'
Sho' throw up the fo'
Fa'sho I'll show up to
And bleeh blow up the
Whoa!, ice man
a night-light man
Ice white like the on a white van
As bright as a man
a light tan
Ice bright as the skin on Michael Jackson's right hand,
Goddamn ohh! I myself
I'm so throwed I a catchers mit to catch myself
How much you niggaz wanna bet never get my wealth
I'll rather a solo game of dice and bet myself
Whoa hold up Ron C I just won me a G
Lucky me I'm the that wannabe's wannabe
i'm tellin' ya, ohh nigga I impress
So many hoes on my dick I gotta stretch my
Nigga ya better go handcuff ya honey dip
My don' touched mo' female lips then lipstick
My car got more butter then a of biscuits
I get chicks while you get dissed and get
I get kissed like I was under toe on christmas
Paul Wall don' got diamonds embroidered on his
Ron C is platinum turntables for this mix
I walk around with a chain that's bigger then ricks
Warfare and lick 6 we never Rav 4
Ac or Jag or maybe a black ford
Ridin' round a gat on the damn dashboard
Oh No!, sab war comin' in the backdoor